I once heard this song called Love.
It was so Beautiful
- my heart would dance to its beat.
I tried to fight it, tried to refuse it.
I couldn’t trust it with my Heart,
I was afraid it would abuse it.
But it caught me off the guard,
I never thought to put up..
Something happened very drastic
She woulda sworn it was magic,
But her faith was a plate never left half handed
She demanded her prayers, would command Now and later.
Little drops of snow
And little did she know,
Just a year ago,
He would go
And fear would grow,
Slow,
Of his never return.
Where never holds forever captive, oh how it burns.
Still strapped to his back, lips chapped, her kiss pulls him back
From the jaws of death
Left with a choice,
He hears the mountains rejoice, and the little peaceful stream holds a pretty yellow beam
The sun sets fast.
He must continue on his path.
Only one decision left.,
Measure precision pressure, with love,; now divide it in half, now multiply the minutes of love, or face death.
Time swirls & sands rage, transcend to this place, where the lovely little daisies sing and dance all day.
And to the left of the door, there a porch swing sways.
His heart beat subsides and he sighs at the sight of a sign saying, “welcome home.”
Climb up the steps, rap on the door, and wait, anticipation is killing her!
He hears a deadbolt click and snap back, it’s a trap.,
the thunder rumbles in laughter, waking her from her slumber just before they get to chat.
She closed her book picked up her pen
And memorized his smile again.
A tear tears through the page.
-Love hate-
-Joy pain-
She could have gave him everything but something stood in their way.
“See He was reaching for the world, just to lay it in my hands.
Now This attempt alone is Much more than i could have ever asked.”
So she again tries to tie together loose ends of time,
Standing on her faith in attempt to identify,
but, there’s a haze in His gaze,
she can’t remember the way!.,
She knows the passion held within the smile she gave
Him/
but her imagination can no longer summon this again.
Now ‘ballin, ‘knowin theirs loves alive, but it’s crippled/ ‘crawlin.
She lets a scream leap inside ‘cus she can hear his heart ‘callin.
‘Layin on the mantle next to an autumn scented candle,
Is a vase; in which she sees his face, cus he made it, the rose he bought from his heart, froze when he gave it.
A statement his lips promised, “my love is forever yours.”
Her heart grows warm ‘swarmin towards true loves’ door.
She reaches in her pocket, no key, left ‘knockin.
She turns to stars in hope of a galactic depart
“I can’t do it anymore,” her soul in torn by the thorns of these scars.
Eyes closed, “I hope, he can never break a promise, and if such is so, let him know that my heart beats honest.”
Its Year 10, and she closes, emotions ‘flowin.
“Amen”
~The naked piano~
Left stripped of all it’s glamorous glow.
Still a flame flickers, playing the tune time does not know.
No strings no hammers, it’s keys have rotted in painful notes.
But look!, the rise of the sun,
the release of the moon!,
all can be seen within the chords that it sings!!
How can such be?!
Where stems this glee!?
What makes it free??!!!
Why does this monument stand with no feet
It was broken of it’s frame, stranded in rain and yet still it peaks!
Stretch through the sky!
Insight with no eyes!
All is as such of something wholly alone,
Yet still it loves the world, smiling a stroll.
Never astray it finds it way,
Naked of all, a nudely display,
This must go to show of the much its love has to say.
It’s full, glorious, warm, and as full of this day!!!
It needs not a thing,
Of worldly dismay,
The naked piano, forever displayed.
In the times it’s hard to smile,
Your picture is more than I need.
So much so it makes me miss you!
Oh how my arms wish they could keep!
You.
So I know it’s more than mere attraction,
I would walk a thousand miles-
Just have your smile painted
In my eyelids as I sleep.
If I could see your face every night before I rest,
I’d have no use for dreams.
Flowers blossom and the stars are roses in the heavens garden
Darling, every time you blink-
I find a beauty that the universe could Never grow to be.
It’s like a warzone of schemes
The scenes all formed of dreams
Between seams of reality as passion sinks.
Idealists blink
Poets; we wink
Both pairs of eyes engaged in the same motion
Only to be divided by the notion of opposite devotion.
Emotion; underlies both
But the lies around hope draws a line between boats
Let’s look at it deeper,
What is the true separation of workers and sleepers?
Which is which?
And why must we choose
One or the other and yearn to see the opposed/ing lose
Are our minds so dull that we choose not know, that we float
Amongst the same ocean?
The only attempt of consent that I see Is when waves clash into our seperate vessels
We immediately flee from the deadly notes that they sing.
You see,
This seems to be deprivation to me.
At any given moment
Everything can fall short.
Like flesh ,tears, blood
Drop;
Shatter to the floor.
Plucked!;
From my petal
I must scatter to restore.
For to settle is unacceptable, forever more.
A palm full of sand,
Splits the fingers of my hand.
Is this, what it would look if time where to melt man?
cus I can feel the heat increase every time that my Heart Beats
The origin must lye within the fire in my back
Due to rollin boulders endlessly around the track.
And that’s;
The Very reason treason’s passed along this path.
I refuse to be Reduced to Ash.
TBC…
